sulk

 
sullen inside my sadness
I look to you, fill my hollowness
keening pain I hurt in shadows
more fantasy than fact
I am a woman of fiction
 
I lie to myself to accept my life
I focus my energies elsewhere
like on you for instance
steady and true
but we don't even talk
I just know you're there
I always have
you know I felt you  
 
I hurt in the cold of doubt
where I am just a game to you
then I wonder are you a game to me?
but I know the truth down deep
I let you in and now I am aching without your touch
 
I linger in the darkness
where it doesn't matter
and I'm just a soul wandering elsewhere